When this loud bang sounded, everyone's first reaction was undoubtedly to dodge.

But after dodging, the thoughts that popped into their heads were so similar.

No, brother, do you really dare to do it?

There is no doubt that at the time of the Marquis's departure, everyone guessed that Monsieur Duke would kill the Marquis as an example, and that this almost confrontational scene would lead to a riot that only Duke Christine could arrange.

But even if they had guessed beforehand, they were still surprised.

You know, the scene is not completely controlled by you now, didn't you see that so many people didn't want to squeak just now?

Do you really dare to do this, aren't you afraid that everyone will report or mutiny outside if they pretend to agree to go back?!

After finding a temporarily safe position, everyone subconsciously turned their eyes to Duke Christine standing on the stage, but looking at Duke Christine's face, they felt as if they had guessed wrong for a moment.

Because Duke Christine was also confused about this.

Although he was ready to give the order, he hadn't given it yet!

"Who did it!"

The serious voice spread throughout the audience, and everyone's eyes were also a little weird.

I did it when I didn't do it, I like to pretend to be it. Well, from this point of view, what a nobleman!

Of course, thinking that it was the duke's self-directed and self-acting did not affect everyone's attention from turning their eyes back to the place where it happened again.

They were a little curious about what level of hand the Duke had made.

Everyone knows that Marquis Shaq is not an excellent warrior, as a nobleman, he should naturally become a noble and elegant magician, and because of his poor talent, he is still only a first-order mage at the age of nearly forty, and when fighting at close range and with limited range, Marquis Shaq almost does not have much combat power.

Since it is fish meat that can be slaughtered, is it scaled or disemboweled?

Or is it just a pretending scare?

Everyone looked into the field with curiosity that they knew they knew, and then their faces were as wonderful as if they had seen the legendary demon emerge from the book and appear on the earth.

"That guy is"

"How is he!!"

"It turns out, I see, I'm still curious about how he suddenly dared to be so tough, obviously he used to be known for his sleekness, so it was."

At this moment, after the smoke and dust cleared, the young man carrying the bench was stepping on the marquis's head, and under the eyes of everyone, he not only did not stop his presumptuous behavior, but also trampled the other party's face a few times with his foot as if to confirm whether the other party still had a breath.

Under his movements, the scarlet of the carpet became even more intense, but the Marquis did not react to the other party's actions.

The Marquis, probably dead.

Perhaps thinking that his task was complete, the boy casually threw away the bench in his hand and looked at the Duke on the stage.

Everyone also subconsciously turned their heads with his movements.

Duke Christine: "."

Things are going in unexpected directions.

Duke Christine really didn't expect that the person who did it was Lynn.

At that moment, many conspiracies and thoughts flashed through his mind, such as "whether someone made their own decision to get out of my control", "whether someone is trying to frame me", "how many ghosts are hidden among us", and so on.

But none of these ideas were involved in Lynn.

What does he want to do? Why did he do it?

Duke Christine didn't have time to find out, but he knew that the boy had created a good opportunity for him.

Pressing down with his hands, Duke Christine put on a smile again: "I'm sorry, guys, a thug thief from nowhere just came into our party, and now someone has disposed of him, I hope it doesn't affect everyone's mood." ”

“.”

The people who reacted said yes again and again, it's just this smile, how to look at it and how reluctant.

If the person who did it was really the Duke, then they could definitely pull up the banner of "justice" and throw Christine's face away.

After all, the law doesn't blame the public, you really have the ability to kill us all, don't you?

But when Lynn, who bears the surname "Blazer", shows up, they realize that things may not be so simple.

What the aristocracy liked to do the most, and what they were best at, was to put themselves on the moral high ground and point fingers at others, and if someone said that they were not moral enough, then sew the mouths of those who talked nonsense so that they could not speak.

This has almost become an invisible rule of the aristocracy, and after someone else commits a crime, as long as there is no sufficient evidence and reason, everyone will tacitly treat it as if it did not happen.

Blazer, however, never followed the conventions of the aristocracy.

They are not afraid to put themselves on the back of the cauldron, and even if they are discredited and spurned, they never care - because that's what they do.

You can scold if you want, you can't do anything with us anyway!

Not only can't you do anything to us, but we can still do something to you!!

Blazer is often verbally abused precisely because of this.

Others are afraid, but they have no choice but to use their strength to slander where they don't care.

Among the people at the scene, many of them participated in the discrediting of Blazer.

Originally, after they heard the news of the disappearance of Count Blazer, someone also mentioned at a certain party whether they wanted to put the doomed Blazer in their hands, but because of the follow-up matters, plus news that it was better not to touch Blazer, and their backer did not collapse, so they couldn't do anything about this plan.

Now it seems that the backer has indeed not fallen, but has just been replaced.

Everyone has understood that this dinner party is just a set.

Whoever comes must agree to his "invitation".

Otherwise, it was Blazer who did it.

If you want to liquidate, go to Blazer, it has nothing to do with us Christine.

"The scapegoat has been found a long time ago, and it is still such a perfect scapegoat"

"Damn. Or let's do it together."

"What are we doing together? Died together at the hands of 'Blazer'? Christine is ambitious and cares about fame, do you think Blazer cares about more on himself?! ”

"Isn't that the case, let's join forces together, why wouldn't he dare to kill us all?"

Are you really a nobleman? You said join forces and everyone else will listen to you?! ”

"Should."

"Mr. Christine, I think what you just said makes a lot of sense, I, Lotaros, am willing to serve Christine!"

“.“

When this response sounded, the surrounding pandering voices gradually spread.

"We, too, are willing to belong to Christine!"

"So do we!"

"I'm the same!!"

The voice of response gradually spread to every corner of the ballroom, and finally converged into a single sentence.

"For Christine's glory!!"

In the study, Duke Christine propped his elbows on his desk, replaying what had just happened in his mind.

Did it really work?

Duke Christine felt like he was in a dream.

Of course, if it was a dream, then this banquet should have had no twists and turns, let alone any twists and turns. The kid who suddenly appeared.

Under Blazer's "deterrence", most of the nobles finally responded to Christine's woo, whether it was sincere or not, as long as they agreed, it was enough.

The so-called alliance is never linked by sincerity, and what is ultimately needed is the distribution of interests in the future.

The only thing that can maintain interpersonal relationships is interests.

Now no matter how much strength is gathered, anyway, the name is ripped up, so it will be better to do things later.

No matter how you say it, just looking at the strength on paper is quite bluffing.

Then again, was that kid's shot intentional?

This question is a definite answer in the duke's heart, because in the scene just now, everyone wants to protect themselves, and no one wants to come out to stir up the situation, let alone play a key role.

So, was this intention premeditated? Or is it improvised?

If it's the former. Truth be told, the Duke of Strategy, who was at this banquet, had only spoken to a few of his closest cronies, and it was impossible for them to pass on the news, and it was to Blazer.

Then it seems that there is only the latter.

"Temporary, this little guy, it's not easy."

"But what the hell is he trying to do?"

"Is it to submit a petition to make our relationship more 'strong', or is there something else going on?"

Squinting slightly, Duke Christine's fingertips tapped lightly on the tabletop.

"I'll see what he tells me later."

When these words fell, there was a knock on the door.

"Bang

"Come in."

The door was pushed open, and Corina entered the room first, followed by Lynn.

Corina looked at Mr. Duke, bowed slightly, and said, "Father, someone has brought it." ”

"Huh." Duke Christine waved his hand, "Corinna, how can you introduce our friends in such words?" He just did us a great favor! ”

"Later, go back and copy your 'language etiquette' a hundred times, and give it to me tomorrow."

Corinna: "? ”

The girl whose face became slightly blue glanced at Lynn, and under the innocent eyes of the other party, she struggled to cope with this inexplicable punishment.

"Alright."

Duke Christine waved his hand, indicating that the conversation between himself and his daughter was over, and then he looked at Lynn and looked the little guy up and down.

Judging from his appearance, he is really very similar to his "old acquaintance", Count Blazer.

About seventy percent of the facial features, the same cold facial contours, and the kind of momentum that seems to be able to be calm in the face of everything.

But even with such a large degree of resemblance, Duke Christine did not think that the other party and his father were carved out of the same mold.

Because, the eyes.

In the relationship between Duke Christine and Count Blazer, he couldn't see what kind of emotions were hidden in each other's eyes at all—not that Count Blazer's city had reached an unfathomable level, but that he didn't care about anything, as if he was a stave of water.

No matter who says anything, the Count of Blazer's reply has always been like gold, and the meaning is only "good" and "bad", and he rarely expresses any opinion.

He doesn't seem to be keen on anything, just responding for the sake of responding.

And what about the teenager in front of him?

There was light in his eyes.

Like a flame, like a lion, like the sun.

Dazzling, scorching, ambitious.

He is not a person who is willing to be mediocre, perhaps the previous silence was just looking for an opportunity to take off.

When this day comes, just like just now, like now, he will definitely open his wings wantonly, flap his wings into the air, and go straight into the clouds.

"Tsk."

If Duke Christine had had some speculation about the purpose of Lynn's actions before, now he was almost sure.

Lynn killed the Marquis in order to show his value and make himself aware of him!

"You're a wise boy." The Duke couldn't help but admire, "Worthy of my clever daughter's fancy." ”

Corinna: "."

Why do you have to pull me for everything, and you have to add a prefix, and you don't feel comfortable if you don't put some gold on yourself, right?

The girl's secret slander did not attract anyone's attention, but she also turned her attention to the protagonist in the topic.

What the Duke can guess, she can actually guess, but compared to the Duke, it is easier for her to be sure if she is not so suspicious.

Now the duke's words are obviously to make Lynn pay an explanation for his actions.

Knowing is knowing but you do. Somewhat overstepping.

If Lynn can't give a realistic answer, then . He who pretends to be clever needs to be punished.

In response, Lynn only smiled: "You want to ask me why I did what I did just now, right?" Actually, the reason is very simple. ”

"I want to stand a little higher."

The Duke had expected this reply, but he was not satisfied.

He wanted to know the deeper reason.

For example, why stand tall.

Is it for power, money, freedom, family, or something else?

If he could say it, the Duke wouldn't mind satisfying him, after all, dog owners know that only by feeding enough dog food will it be an honest pet, not a ferocious beast.

After Lynn's words seemed to be over, Mr. Duke was about to continue to ask, but the other party seemed to sense his intentions and consciously stated the reason.

Just, this reason.

"I want to stand taller, because that's the only way to be worthy of Corinna."

“？”

“！”

The moment this sentence appeared, Duke Christine was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly showed a clear smile, and what about Corina?

Her chin was slightly open, her eyes widened, and her face was full of disbelief.

Lynn ignored the two of them, and continued to explain her reasoning: "The first time I saw Miss Corina at the Academy, I was impressed by her. ”

"Whether it's beauty, intelligence, or identity, she is like a perfect being that can only exist in legends."

"I'm a vulgar person, and everything that Corina has that attracts me deeply, even the hair color, which is so common in the Rhine, I feel more shiny in my eyes than anyone else."

"At that moment I knew that I had fallen in love with this young lady."

"But in the next moment, I realized that I was not worthy of such a perfect lady."

Lynn's face darkened suddenly.

"We Blazer are spurned beings, no one likes us, no one will recognize us, and at times like these, my father is again."

"This is the darkest time for our family, and I should have done my best to maintain the family and devote myself to the cause of reviving the family, but my mind is full of her."

"During this time, I gave up my family and left it to roam freely in the sea, which could be toppled by waves at any moment, and devoted myself to helping her, when she was venting her bitterness to me as a friend, saying that she was a little poor."

"So, I devised some schemes to help her earn money."

"Huh? Wait a minute! ”

As Lynn said this, Duke Christine interrupted him.

He stared at Corina suspiciously: "It turns out that you can suddenly come up with so much money, it is he who is planning it." ”

At this moment, Corina's head was dizzy, she was dizzy by Lynn's words that made her can't help but tear him apart, and when she heard her father's question, she nodded subconsciously no matter what it was about—although this was indeed true.

Duke Christine didn't know what was going on in her daughter's heart, but she knew that Corina would never lie.

Frowning slightly, he squinted and asked, "And then." ”

"And then."

Lynn hesitated for a moment and said, "Then, I will use this relationship to let her bring me into your sight." ”

"Because that's the only way I'll be able to make you notice me."

He suddenly raised his head, his eyes flashing with a little pride: "As long as you can look at me, you will know sooner or later whether I am worthy of Corina or not!" ”

"You're confident."

Duke Christine smiled: "Self-confidence is a good thing, but if you don't have the strength to deserve it."

At this point, Duke Christine was suddenly speechless.

Because, Lynn did do what he could do and help Christine with his own means.

He has the strength.

“.”

After a moment of silence, Duke Christine suddenly sighed.

"In that case."

(End of chapter)